Buffalo faithful,
As Spring approaches in the southern hemisphere, my thoughts drift northerly to a place nestled near the mountains. A place of bright sunshine and crisp air. A place where friends gather in celebration and brotherhood. A place where throngs cheer and children sing. A place where Thaddaeus Washington knocks some punk into next week. A place called Folsom.
Sadly, I will not be present as the Buffs take the field for their first contest of the season and the inauguration of the Hawkins era. Though my body may not be present, know that my spirit is with you.
The new chapter begins with something very new indeed - a game against a Division 1-AA opponent. While the likes of Nebraska schedule such no-names on a regular basis, this is a first for CU. The Montana State Bobcats come to town to tee it up. So take the kids out to dear old Folsom, congratulate the Bobcats on their gumption and observe as Hawk begins to work out the bugs in his new machine.
I'm told that our beloved B-School lot is currently under construction. So the southern beach front is no longer available. Hamid has vowed to arrive early on Saturday and stake out a grassy spot for the posse to reunite. He and Donny will provide further menu and logistical information.
Roll up that mighty score, friends. Roll it up.
Buffalover
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